I wish someone would open a gas station - preferably near my house and of the variety that sells cheaper rather than more expensive fuel - that sells only, gasp, gasoline. Because whenever I need gas and would like to have it in a hurry, because maybe-I-didn't-leave-work-until-6:30-and-then-I-picked-T-up-and-then-we-were-heading-home-and-crap-I'm-out-of-gas-and-I've-brought-work-home-but-I'd-love-to-get-a-walk-in-before-the-sun-goes-down-and-man-I'm-hungry-and-oh-that's-right-T-is-out-of-clean-socks-and-I-really-should-do-some-laundry, I wind up in line behind multiple people, none of whom are in a hurry or purchasing gasoline, who are buying Icees, cigarettes, and lottery tickets. I cannot take it.